Demon hunter's Cooking Manual

Absolutely!

And I can get even stronger!

After only a brief moment of thought, Jason gave a definite answer.

He was born with extraordinary talent; nothing was impossible for him.

If he couldn't do it, it just meant he hadn't eaten enough.

He just needed to eat more.

One punch, seven buffs!

No!

It's, one punch, seven injuries!

With some luck, he could even achieve one punch, ten injuries, twenty injuries, thirty injuries.

"I just don't know what level of martial arts this quest world has reached?"

"Are there any secret techniques that can overturn the sea or split the mountains?"

"If there are..."

Jason's eyes lit up as he thought about this.

He wanted it.

He deeply wanted it.

But, quickly, Jason calmed down.

Even though eating enough could solve everything, right now, he had no 'food'.

He was lacking satiety!

Very much lacking!

Not to mention how much satiety those secret techniques that could overturn the sea and split the mountains would require, even the 'Iron Fist Vigor' and 'Mountain Shaking Fist Energy' in front of him exceeded his satiety.

Openly, 'Iron Fist Vigor' required 30 satiety, 'Mountain Shaking Fist Energy' needed 40 satiety, which he could cover with his 282 points of satiety,

but with the example of the core secret technique [Dragon.Battle Pattern.Pulus.Griffin.Stealth Body Forging Technique] before him, Jason knew each fusion wasn't simple.

Each needed satiety to display his powerful talent.

The current amount of satiety was entirely insufficient.

Especially when increasing the level, the consumption became more extravagant; back when he upgraded the core secret technique to 'Unmatched' level, it consumed 3000 satiety.

"I need more satiety!"

With this thought, Jason stood up straight away.

He quietly walked out of the room.

When he appeared again inside Mountain City, the ice ball mask was already on his face, and the short-handled broad blade cleaver in his hand glowed with a cold light.

Mu Bai is Mu Bai.

The Masked Man is naturally the Masked Man.

What does it have to do with Jason?

Knowing the importance of keeping his identity hidden, Jason naturally was cautious.

He didn't want the identity of 'Mu Bai' to be exposed for now.

At least, not until he truly understood this world.

Standing atop the highest building on Martial Arts Street, 'Drunk Fragrance House,' Jason looked at the once again quieting Mountain City.

With his transcendent perception, he could clearly see that although many houses were dark, they hid numerous shadows, obviously with lights out, secretly watching from the windows.

The chaos at the dock was distant and not quite clear.

However, at the city gate, the 'Transmigration Cult' made quite a commotion.

Especially with the Chen Residence on fire, enough to catch some people's attention.

Jason stood there, lightly flaring his nostrils.

He hoped that among those drawn here, there would be his target.

But to Jason's disappointment, such a target did not appear.

Not just that kind of target, none of the previously anticipated targets appeared either.

Inside each martial arts gym on Martial Arts Street, there was no scent of 'secret medicine'.

"Is there none?"

"Or is the storage method special?"

"Has the smell been blocked?"

Instinctively, Jason leaned towards the latter.

Admittedly, quite a subjective bias.

However, after circling Mountain City without finding any scent of 'food,' he immediately confirmed his guess.

After all, before, Li Deshang had promised him to find 'secret medicine' in Mountain City.

This meant there was 'secret medicine' in Mountain City.

But the storage method was special, and he couldn't find it for now.

To this, Jason wasn't too disappointed.

With Li Deshang helping, as long as there was 'secret medicine' in Mountain City, it would be his sooner or later.

What truly surprised Jason was the 'Transmigration Cult'.

No more contaminating, lingering 'food' scent.

"Is their level not high enough?"

"So they haven't been granted anything like a 'Fireball Spell Staff' as 'food'?"

"Or is the 'Fireball Spell Staff' a rarity even in the Transmigration Cult?"

Jason frowned.

If it was the latter, it wouldn't be good news for him.

Thinking this, Jason continued wandering around Mountain City.

Even went outside the city for a round.

With Jason's transcendent level of stealth, no one detected his presence.

Even if the soldiers were on high alert, eyes wide open, it would be useless.

The most they could sense was the breeze at night.

More than that?

Just the depth of the night.

Not until just before dawn did Jason return to the martial arts gym.

At this point, he could already see Dou Bao's busy figure in the kitchen.

Without disturbing Dou Bao, Jason returned to his room.

He picked up the 'Mu Style. Tiger Fist' penned by Dou Bao and carefully read it over—it was something Jason had Dou Bao write under the guise of a test.

Since he had to operate as 'Mu Bai', this 'Mu Style. Tiger Fist' was something he had to master.

Even if it was just the basics, it had to be shown.

Then, Jason continued reading while waiting for breakfast.

As well as Li Deshang and... the 'Transmigration Cult.'

The sun rose, and the sun set.

The day went by without incident, though the apprentices gave Jason increasingly respectful looks as they came.

Clearly, being able to afford ten silver coins a month to learn martial arts meant they weren't from ordinary families, and even if they couldn't be certain, they had heard of what happened last night.

Both Jason and Dou Bao had anticipated this.

"I estimate in another day or two, after the martial arts competition, there will be a big crowd coming to learn and become apprentices."